Meanwhile, Round Our Neighbours House...
Published by Rick on Tuesday, March 30, 2010.
We went to our neighbours, Roy and Kim, for supper last night. While the ladies were out of the room Roy boasted about how quick witted he was.
The previous night he had been invited out for a night with the boys.
He told Kim that he would be home by midnight, "I promise!"
Well, the hours passed and the beers went down way too easily. Eventually, about 3 a.m., a bit loaded, Roy headed for home.
Just as he got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and
cuckooed three times. Quickly, realizing Kim would probably wake up, he cuckooed another nine times.
He was really proud of himself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution, even though he was totally smashed - three cookoos from the clock plus nine cookoos from Roy = 12 cookoos = midnight! I agreed how clever he had been and congratulated him.
Anyway, we sat down for supper and half way through Kim asked Roy what time had he got in.
Quick as a flash he replied, "MIDNIGHT!"
She didn't seem angry in the least.
Supper continued its pleasant way, until Kim said, "We need a new cuckoo clock."
"Why is that?"
"Well, last night it cuckooed three times, then said, "Oh shit." It then cuckooed four more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted."
The previous night he had been invited out for a night with the boys.
He told Kim that he would be home by midnight, "I promise!"
Well, the hours passed and the beers went down way too easily. Eventually, about 3 a.m., a bit loaded, Roy headed for home.
Just as he got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and
cuckooed three times. Quickly, realizing Kim would probably wake up, he cuckooed another nine times.
He was really proud of himself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution, even though he was totally smashed - three cookoos from the clock plus nine cookoos from Roy = 12 cookoos = midnight! I agreed how clever he had been and congratulated him.
Anyway, we sat down for supper and half way through Kim asked Roy what time had he got in.
Quick as a flash he replied, "MIDNIGHT!"
She didn't seem angry in the least.
Supper continued its pleasant way, until Kim said, "We need a new cuckoo clock."
"Why is that?"
"Well, last night it cuckooed three times, then said, "Oh shit." It then cuckooed four more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted."
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